Many mornings he has his lunch ready before I even come downstairs. He wakes up, goes to the bathroom, and heads straight to the fridge for his frozen lunch bag. I'm not sure why, exactly, but one morning I asked him what he was taking. I have baskets labeled with all that they need to take, giving options in each category: Main, fruit, snack, drink. (I would send more, but they barely have time to eat, it seems, with all the food they bring home each day) On this day, he had a packet of Ritz crackers and a drink. Um....no.
"But Mom, yesterday I only had a drink and string cheese and I wasn't even hungry!"
Exaggerated silence, long stare.
I have been grilling him on his lunch choices ever since.
This morning, first thing: "Mom, don't judge me! I got this, and this, and this in my lunch box!"
Don't judge?!?! He kills me:)
Seriously?? Adorable!!! ❤️❤️
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